Tenshi had finished his training for the day once more, beads of sweat welling from his forehead and trickling down his face and neck. Removing his shirt, wiping his face and body down, and then placing on his second shirt that had been brought with him, he looked around while finishing the catching of his breath. He had been able to get in quite the good workout, but he had noticed something about himself. He'd plateaued and was unable to continue his growth, not alone at least. All he was managing to do at this point was even out and maintain what he had already gained, and yet he was unable to grow at all. Something needed to change. He needed to find himself a sensei who'd be able to see the gaps that he could not, and to help him further himself. Throwing his shirt into the bag with all of his gear that he brought with him for training, he closed it up and stood tall, bag in hand, and began walking around. He was enjoying the nice breeze, the wind dancing through his hair and helping cool off his entire body. He had to find a sensei, alright, but he wondered if he'd be able to find anyone that would be able to actually teach him anything.
Ninpocho Chronicles
Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
This is Ninpocho Chronicles.
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Beginning of Change (Private)
- Thread starter Tenshi
- Start date
Hissori was never a fan of these house calls. They happened fairly often for the hospital which still was considered a bad part of iwagakure. What always annoyed the medical sennin though was when the rich politicians called him up personally to look after their sick child. What was worse was when this child had nothing much than the sniffles and Hissori could do nothing for the child. Often, this left both Hissori and the parent angry. Hissori, angry that he was pulled away from his hospital and actually sick people, and the parent for Hissori not doing anything for their child. Today was just one of those days.
Adjusting his medical coat, Hissori would walk along the plateau. Honestly, even if Hissori did not practice Iwagakure’s complex religion or really any religion at all, he did find this place sort of peaceful. The man had on his black rimmed glasses which in the flickering flames of the temple gave a slight flickering glint to his emerald green eyes. His trimmed strawberry blonde hair was pushed back and clipped to keep it out of his eyes as he worked.
Wearing his normal attire of a black button down shirt and a vibrant pink tie, everything was neatly kept under his large white lab coat. This lab-coat hid everything even his Kirigakure shinobi emblem that he wore around his waist. The only thing different that a person would see from his attire that they wouldn’t see in the hospital was that Hissori had on more boot like shoes to deal with the mud on Inner Marushi as he walked.
Humming a soft tone Kirigakurian sailor song to himself, the Medical Sennin would eventually spot the shirtless boy known as Tenshi. Just by the way he carried himself the long time ninja could tell this boy was trying to follow in his footsteps. However, being without a shirt just wouldn’t do. He’d get sick.
“Oi boy!” Hissori said as he waved at Tenshi over to give him a bit of a tongue lashing. He would then turn to Buru who was walking next to him and grumble something in a hidden tongue as he waited for Tenshi to approach. It would seem obvious who Tenshi was dealing with if he knew anything about the village structure and who the sennins were of his village that he was dealing with Hissori and the white wolfdog known as Buru.
Adjusting his medical coat, Hissori would walk along the plateau. Honestly, even if Hissori did not practice Iwagakure’s complex religion or really any religion at all, he did find this place sort of peaceful. The man had on his black rimmed glasses which in the flickering flames of the temple gave a slight flickering glint to his emerald green eyes. His trimmed strawberry blonde hair was pushed back and clipped to keep it out of his eyes as he worked.
Wearing his normal attire of a black button down shirt and a vibrant pink tie, everything was neatly kept under his large white lab coat. This lab-coat hid everything even his Kirigakure shinobi emblem that he wore around his waist. The only thing different that a person would see from his attire that they wouldn’t see in the hospital was that Hissori had on more boot like shoes to deal with the mud on Inner Marushi as he walked.
Humming a soft tone Kirigakurian sailor song to himself, the Medical Sennin would eventually spot the shirtless boy known as Tenshi. Just by the way he carried himself the long time ninja could tell this boy was trying to follow in his footsteps. However, being without a shirt just wouldn’t do. He’d get sick.
“Oi boy!” Hissori said as he waved at Tenshi over to give him a bit of a tongue lashing. He would then turn to Buru who was walking next to him and grumble something in a hidden tongue as he waited for Tenshi to approach. It would seem obvious who Tenshi was dealing with if he knew anything about the village structure and who the sennins were of his village that he was dealing with Hissori and the white wolfdog known as Buru.
As Tenshi heard the voice call out, he seemed to have a millisecond of a delay before snapping his head in the direction of the voice. It's not that he didn't hear it, but to be honest he didn't think there would be anyone in this area that would even attempt to talk to him. A sweaty person walking around the temple in the middle of the day? Yeah, a real go-getter that one must be.
And yet, not only was the voice addressing him, but it was the voice of one of the Sennin from his village. Eyes widening slightly, and having to consciously keep his jaw from dropping, he most certainly realized what an honor it was to have someone of such high esteem and talent address him directly, regardless of the reason. Approaching slowly and cautiously, as if he would scare away the all powerful man who had urged him to come over, Tenshi finally began to talk when a few meters out.
"Hello, Hissori-Sempai. I didn't expect to run into you today- Or ever, for that matter, should I be completely honest." He talked rather smoothly, of course, because this wasn't just some stupid manga or anime. It was real life, and people in shock could play off their star-struck surprise in the moment when need be. Glancing to Buru, the legendary wolf-dog. "Ahh, hello, Buru-Sempai. It is an honor to meet both of you."
And yet, not only was the voice addressing him, but it was the voice of one of the Sennin from his village. Eyes widening slightly, and having to consciously keep his jaw from dropping, he most certainly realized what an honor it was to have someone of such high esteem and talent address him directly, regardless of the reason. Approaching slowly and cautiously, as if he would scare away the all powerful man who had urged him to come over, Tenshi finally began to talk when a few meters out.
"Hello, Hissori-Sempai. I didn't expect to run into you today- Or ever, for that matter, should I be completely honest." He talked rather smoothly, of course, because this wasn't just some stupid manga or anime. It was real life, and people in shock could play off their star-struck surprise in the moment when need be. Glancing to Buru, the legendary wolf-dog. "Ahh, hello, Buru-Sempai. It is an honor to meet both of you."
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